Bones for the Taking

Agent Qwick. He's a grey Earth Pony and his mane a sheek black. He has orange eyes. His hooves are a different colour than his coat, they're blue. He's skinny, a whole lot skinnier than Silver. Almost anorexic. His Cutie Mark is a Griffin Arms pistol with lines signifying quickness. (Kind of like a quick draw.)

He's also attractive as all hell.

All that aside, I have to get to the hospital.

"Qwick." I say turning around. He looks at me, across the table with the remains.

"What?" He asks. His eyes sparkling.

Dammit! No!

"I have to go to the hospital to see Silver." I tell him, taking off the gloves. He takes his forehooves off the table and walks over to me. He clicks his tongue.

"Ain't he your coltfriend?" He asks.

Don't do it!!

"Not at the moment." Dammit Andreah!!

"Well... Whaddya say w-"

"Okay bye!" I shout, trotting out of the lab.

"Is Andreah here yet?" I hear Silver ask the nurse.

I'm hiding behind the curtain. Something I can do because the other bed is not occupied at the moment.

"Not yet. I'm sure she'll be here soon. She was very reluctant to leave your side." The nurse tells him. I feel my cheeks grow hotter.

The two of them cease talking. I hear the nurse clink around. Probably getting blood samples from Silver. A few more seconds later and she's walking out with a tray of full blood vials. Passing right by me.

I take a deep breath, hoping no conflict between Silver and I will happen.

Well, even if he yells at me for helping him, I'm gonna yell right back about me actually saving his flank twice and he seriously owes me.

Though I hope I don't have to do that. I'm prepared to.

Breathing again, I step out from the curtain and walk to the hoof of his bed.

"Well, well. Look who's awake." I say, acting as calmly as I can. Silver turns his head, going from looking at the window, to looking at me. "So... I'm here. Watcha need?" I ask.

He looks back at the window. I can just barely make out the reddining in his face.

"I never called for you." He says, monotonously.

"You did. I was behind the curtain when the nurse was doing a blood draw." I stubbornly tell him. He looks at me wide eyed.

"You were spying on me!?" He asks angrely. I shake my head

"No..." I sigh. "I was hiding. I was scared to talk to you." I admit. His expression sofens.

"I don't blame you.... Who would want to talk to a junkie like me?" He growls. "It'd be best if you go."

"What? No!" I shout, walking to his left, putting myself between him and the table with the phone.

"Yes, Andreah. Please go."

"No, Silver! I saved your ass twice. I'm not going to leave you now!" I yell, not caring if the nurses hear me.

"Look at this!" He raises his voice, lifting his front hooves. "I blood shot just my front hooves." He then holds out his left foreleg. "I've fucked up my leg completely!"

"So?" I protest, getting closer. .

"If I can't take care of myself... How will I be able to take care of you? Now go!"

"I'm not leaving you, Silver! Your my partner. Always have been!" I yell, getting even closer. "And I don't plan to leave my coltfriend behind." I say softly.

"I'm not your coltfriend." He says, pushing me.

To hard.

I fumble backwards, tripping on my own hooves and falling backwards. I try to turn, but only end up cracking the left side of my head on the table. I feel the skin split and blood start to trickle.

Standing up, I put my left hoof on the cut.

"Andreah... I-i'm...."

"Yeah, your right. You don't even care, much less have the ability to provide!" I shout angrely. Turning, I hobble out of the room, having my left hoof keep pressure.

I wince, hissing in air as the unicorn nurse magicly applies antiseptic with a cotten ball.

"You fell pretty hard, hard enough to give a concussion. Luckily, I don't think you did. But you'll know for certain tomorrow." She tells me. The nurse had been at the hallway nurse's station when I hobbled out.

Putting a gauze pad over the cut, she then wraps a disposable bandage around my head, the wrap keeping the gauze in place.

I turn to her after she's done.

"You think I was to hard on him?" I ask her. She shakes her head.

"Trust me, I've been through two husbands. And trust me when I say, your lucky you got to say what you did. I wish I did." She says, closing up and the medical box.

"Thank you." I say to her. She smiles at me.

"Of coarse."

She picks up the box with her magic and she walks back to the station.

I stand up from the hallway waiting chair and look back towards Silver's room door. Thinking for a second, I then turn around to the direction of the stairs. I growl to myself.

"I'll deal with him later."

I walk back into the Ponyville lab, and Qwick is at the remains, picking them up and examining them.

"Are you actually on this case or are you here to bother me?" I ask him, heading over to the table. He looks up.

"Dear Celestia what happened!?" He asks worriedly. I shake my head, causing it to trob.

Maybe I did get a concussion.

"I just fell. A nurse there patched me up." Well I'm not lying. Just not giving the whole truth.

"You going to be okay?" He asks, setting the radius down and trotting over to me.

"I'll be fine. What'd you find?" I ask, looking over to him. He has his right foreleg in the air.

"Come here." He demands, motioning to me. Does he want me to hug him?

"What? No." I say turning around. He trots in front of me.

"No. I'm not going anywhere until you hug me." He says. "It'll make you feel better."

I doubt that.

"I'm good. What did you find?" I repeat.

This time he comes over to me and puts his forelegs around me. I try to pull out from his grasp but to no avail.

To tell the truth, it feels good to be in somepony's embrace again. Even if it's not Silver.

I feel my eyes start to water.

Dammit! Don't cry.

I break down crying. I don't even know why.